Flex never text me back. I had watched and been obsessed with my phone like I had never been in my whole life. Even getting off of my bike outside school, I checked it again. It had been left unread too. I really wanted to know what was happening to us before we came back to school today. I even stood at my bedroom window like a dork , seeing if I could catch him in his room and I could flag him down somehow, but nothing , not one single glance.
I had even thought about going around his house and knocking on the door, got to my front porch and turned back. Then my finger had hovered over the call button so many times. But I was a chicken s**t. Too scared I would come across as too pushy. So, each time I backed out , and just sat looking at my phone. I didn't know what to expect now thoug
